Primordial Era: My God, this phoenix is ​​too cunning!

"What would I do with it?"

Lin Yang shook his head and laughed, "I've already grasped the complete Five Elements Law, so I don't need these things anymore. I hope readers will remember our domain name at this point."

"Alright, brother, just take it!"

Kong Xuan could only nod gratefully and put away the fragments of the laws.

Just as Lin Yang was about to chat with Kong Xuan, he suddenly had a thought and received a message from his clone Fengdu.

"Is Houtu looking for me?"

Lin Yang was surprised. He didn't know what day it was today. Di Jun had just come to see him, and now Hou Tu was also coming to see him.

Unfortunately, there were no task options provided by the system this time.

Lin Yang diverted a portion of his mind and, through his connection with Fengdu, directly descended into the Netherworld.

The Netherworld, the Underworld.

Houtu came to visit and was sitting opposite Fengdu when suddenly Fengdu's expression changed slightly.

However, it was Lin Yang's will that was transmitted and replaced Fengdu.

Lin Yang looked at Houtu and smiled, "I wonder what business Fellow Daoist Houtu has with me?"

Houtu didn't mince words, speaking frankly and openly: "As you probably know, Brother Dao, our Wu Clan and the Demon Clan are about to engage in a decisive battle. I wonder what your thoughts are?"

"view?"

Lin Yang shook his head and said, "I have no opinion. I promised the Heavenly Dao that I will not intervene in this great calamity."

"Well, as long as you don't destroy the Primordial World."

Houtu laughed upon hearing this, "Brother Dao has quite a bit of free time."

"However, I would still like to ask you, fellow Daoist, is this decisive battle truly unavoidable?"

Houtu asked, looking at Lin Yang.

Lin Yang was taken aback. He looked at Houtu intently, and after confirming that she was serious, he pondered for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist Houtu is becoming more and more benevolent these days."

Houtu shook her head and said, "It's just to reduce the casualties of my Wu clan."

"It's nothing. After all, my Wu clan is different from other races. If a member of our clan perishes, it means that both body and soul are annihilated."

"Unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

Lin Yang asked, "Then why don't you just take action directly, fellow Daoist? You could easily wipe out the entire demon race with your strength."

Houtu shook her head again, "If the two races really go to war, I will not intervene."

Why?

Lin Yang said.

"It's very simple. If I were to take action, I could certainly annihilate the entire demon race. Even if Di Jun and Tai Yi could be destroyed with a flick of their fingers, the Zhou Tian Star Array would be of no use to me."

Houtu said, "But once I make a move, all the saints will surely follow my example and annihilate my witch clan."

"Fellow Daoist, do you not want to start a great war at the Primordial Chaos level?" Lin Yang asked.

Houtu remained silent.

Lin Yang sighed and said, "It is true that you, my friend, have a great heart of compassion."

"So, what do you plan to do, fellow Daoist?" Lin Yang asked.

Houtu looked at Lin Yang and said, "I want to relocate the entire Wu Clan to the Netherworld. What do you think, brother?"

"Fellow Daoist, do you intend to bear the karmic consequences of all the eons on your own?" Lin Yang asked Houtu.

Houtu nodded silently but firmly.

"Then there's nothing more to say!"

Lin Yang smiled, "Since you want to do it, then do it!"

"I'd like to see how this great calamity can proceed without the Witch Clan."

Houtu nodded, stood up, bowed to Lin Yang, and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist."

"Without delay, Houtu will go and discuss with her brothers and Sister Xuanming about relocating the Wu Clan to the Netherworld to end this endless calamity and save lives from further suffering."

After saying this, Houtu left the Underworld and headed towards the Witch Clan.

Lin Yang shook his head, but his heart was still somewhat unsettled.

Some things, you can't feel the shock without experiencing them firsthand.

"Ugh!"

Lin Yang sighed and muttered to himself, "These are truly turbulent times! Let's just wait and see."

Lin Yang's will departed and returned to his physical body.

……

On the Thirty-Three Heavens, Di Jun gathered a group of high-ranking members of the demon race in the Sun Palace to discuss important matters.

Even Fuxi, the legendary emperor, was here at this time.

With a grave expression, Di Jun addressed the crowd, saying, "Gentlemen, our decisive battle with the Witch Clan is now inevitable."

"It is undeniable that our strength is currently inferior to that of the Witch Clan, so, gentlemen, we must be prepared for defeat."

The high-ranking members of the demon race immediately began to discuss the matter.

Taiyi, Kunpeng, and Fuxi were all taken aback by Dijun's words.

Is this cowardice before the battle even begins?

Or what?

Seeing the low spirits of the crowd, Fuxi was about to say something when Dijun raised his hand and silenced him.

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Regardless of the circumstances, Di Jun was always very prestigious.

Then Di Jun said, "Our chances of winning this battle are slim, so I have made a decision here to preserve some of the seeds of our demon race."

"You can select talented and promising members of your respective clans and have them leave the Thirty-Three Heavens."

"After this battle, if we win, they can naturally return; but if we lose, they will be the future hope of our demon race!"

"His Majesty!"

Upon hearing this, everyone could no longer contain themselves and shouted out.

Each of them was filled with grief, shouting that they would stand with the demon race to the death and would never retreat.

Di Jun was also moved by what he heard, and couldn't help but shed tears, which he quickly wiped away with his sleeve.

Just as he was about to make a decision and have everyone carry out the order, someone suddenly burst in.

"His Majesty!"

The newcomer shouted loudly, disregarding everything else, and breathlessly reported to Di Jun, "The Witch Clan, the Witch Clan..."

"What happened to the Witch Clan?"

Di Jun frowned and said to him, "Slow down and speak properly."

The visitor paused for a moment before continuing, "Your Majesty, the Witch Clan has fled."

"They ran away?"

Di Jun asked in confusion.

The other demons were also puzzled.

What does this mean?

"The witch tribe is retreating from the land."

The man said, "They're going to the Netherworld!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was finally shocked, and they all exclaimed in disbelief.

In an instant, the entire Sun Palace was in an uproar.

Some people still couldn't believe it, so they went over and grabbed the person to ask again.

Some people, however, became excited.

If the Wu tribe retreated without a fight, does that mean they don't have to fight this decisive battle?

Moreover, since the Wu tribe has withdrawn from the land, can they take advantage of the situation to occupy it?

They occupied the vast sky and earth in one fell swoop, and didn't they achieve their goal?

Did they win?

They won so inexplicably?

"Big brother."

At this moment, even Taiyi couldn't help but feel happy and said to Dijun.

But Di Jun's face showed no joy at this moment; instead, it grew increasingly solemn.

Looking at the expressions of Kunpeng and Fuxi, they were the same.

The three exchanged a glance and blurted out in unison, "Oh no!"

Di Jun suddenly stood up and shouted, "Quickly, prepare for battle!"

The bustling Sun Palace fell silent immediately after Di Jun's words.

The crowd still didn't react.

Preparing for war? What war? Didn't the Witch Clan withdraw? They even abandoned the primordial land.

They won!

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